
I like to joke about blaming the schools, but this time I think I blame her grandma. Or maybe her father.
But it wasn't me.
Nora has all her immunizations.

How do you tell your kid you might get a shot today?
You say "Well, we'll see..."
And then your kid says "NO pokes today Mom!" with greater authority...
And then you launch into a story about immunizations and why they're important. Then you think about the CDC and why immunizations ARE important. And about all your friends that may or may not feel about it like you do, and how it's even become a political topic, and how your nursing training so far has done nothing but show that the benefits outweigh the risks A Bazillion:1, but you're being trained to support the decisions of whatever parent you come into contact with who decides otherwise for their child.
So yeah.
No pokes today.
Miss Nora came in at 43 inches tall. 36.5 lbs. That's the 97th percentile for height and 63rd for weight.
And she took her first eye test.
And she sees (and is as tall as) a 5-year-old.
And she got to tell her doctor "I'm FOUR!"
My little string bean is four.
FOUR!
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